Dunie’s Gift of Courage
Wednesday, 06 January 2010

But excuse me Father, for I have digressed. So…a couple of weeks before my surgery, Dunie is aware that he has a role to play in his Grandfather’s upcoming hospitalization and wastes no time in lending the results of his experience to me. The daily food centered phone calls change in nature and take an interesting turn. Dunie starts counselling and encouraging his Grandfather:
“Guggy, if you have to get an MRI you don’t have to worry, it’s easy.”
“Remember when I used to have to go to sleep to stay quiet to go through the tube?”
“Well I can stay quiet without even going to sleep now.”
After a few such conversations, I realize again that in this domain of life the tables are turned and I have a powerful little mentor – my own home-grown inspiration to access the courage that I need to take me through the “tubes” into which I must soon go. I realize the power and the meaning of the word “encouragement.” It is the gift of courage. With that knowledge, my surgery is a breeze.
* (Bionicles, Bakugans, Transformers, are toys for little boys and/or girls and for some grandparents)
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